I have no words
You stole them from me when you stole my heart
Give 'em back
Give 'em back you
Monster
I don't wanna love you
I don't want to need you
Hmm
And yet I know
This is not how love functions
I am capable of grasping the hand of another
And feeling warm flesh against my own
I am capable of feeling butterflies take over my stomach
As if the larvae had hatched there
Of some natural means
Yet my mind seems to gain great pleasure
From warping my perceptions of love
To the point of romantic repulsion
Which, clearly, many would argue is ruinous
How dare I sully the name of love?
How dare love have sullied me so?
I despise its actions towards me as my actions towards it
We fight like lovers
Yet my heart cannot be quenched
By such an abstract concept
